Eyes go wandering through multiple glass seperators. Life has become retro. 9-5 daily soap is the favorite thing that occurs in life nowadays. Smell of phenyl on entering office premises lingers till afternoon. Office desk has become personal space of creativity.
Although my commute is not typical novel likes, but it does have a scope of new happenings everyday. Dressing has gone somewhat formally retro, my new circular spectacles frame adding to it. I’ve always waited for lunch time during school and college, but here onset of lunch time does not make its presence felt profoundly. Yet it is duly waited for these days.
Office PC is the gateway to new world. Colleagues are a collection of gaity and wide variety. But my interest is grabbed by one. Waiting for lift a little longer or running to catch that lift to just spend few moments in bliss is a regular exercise.
Synchronization of hunger calls has become effortless matter, synchronization of leaving time is but deliberately sweet. Repeated rounds to boss’s cabin earlier used to be pissing. Now the rounds are profound , trying to make their presence felt. Smell of perfume lingers , making nose want to smell it again and again. Ears are straight up to hear the familiar ringtone.
Eyes go wandering again through the multiple glass separators. Walking home seems more blissful than commuting through rickshaw. Virtual interface bridges the gap between flood of stereotypes. Sound of incoming messages is clearly heard from over the other side of the corridor. Messages are sent through eyes even, making the hassle-free office communication even sweeter.
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